A few of us decided to take Pescadero rd aka the long way home........

Angryscot, Longtallsally, Popey and myself.

A few things took place here, but most important, a lesson was learned.

A new/unknown rd, testosterone and speed is not a good combination.It is ALSO proof that we are never totally in control.Anything can happen at any time, regardless of skill and years riding.

This is what happens when you get comfortable in your motorcycle skin.Fortunately, the rider was wearing full gear and an additional back protector. Not 10 minutes earlier, he was telling us how wearing it on the street was his New Years commitment to himself.

It paid off, because he landed hard on his back and walked away.He was also fortunate the he slid out in to a shallow and soft ditch.

The bike.........

The front wheel was bent and had a fair amount of wobble.We decided to go back and take HWY 1 and keep the speed at about 50 mph.I followed him back to SF to make sure he was ok and to stand by in case something went wrong......

It was a long SLOW ride home............

I'm not sure either one of us had ever actually on our own gone under the speed limit